Chapter 11: Masterful stylists
The ride lasts about 20 minutes and we then get welcomed, they play the anthem and we get escorted to the training centre where we will be kept until we go into the arena. Once we get into the training our prep teams surround us. Our stylists are there too. Apparently a lot of our audience loved our clothes.
I must have not noticed but whilst we were being pulled by the chariot my stylist had made my dress to expand and flow over the back of the chariot like a cape apparently the attached a beautiful rainbow of summer coloured material at the bottom of the cape to make a look of fire in the wind. The stylists take our main pieces of clothes off and help us down from the chariots. We get a whole floor for district twelve. We are sent to an elevator to the floor. By the time we get to it, it is already dark.
We have dinner then watch ourselves be pulled by the chariots on the TV screen. It's quite funny the faces we get from the other tributes. Ha ha. "Tomorrow is training so grab as much sleep as you can for tomorrow!" Earney announces. So I go to my room and get ready for bed. I then in the Pyjamas layed out for me I lie in my bed barely getting a wink of sleep. I then realize Joe would probably be doing the same thing that I am doing, wiggling around in our beds until our muscles are sore. I get up and walk to his door I knock then straight before the door opens. "Oh Eve I was just about to go to your room"
"Ha, Great minds think alike" I give with a smile.
"They sure do" He then shows me into his room. "So tomorrow we get to meet the other tributes" Joe says
"Oh yeah" I respond. I think of the past career tributes. They were brutal. Of course this year I think they might just be worse. Damn it. The boy from district one looked pretty keen. And as if reading my mind Joe says "I'm worrying about that guy from district one, he looks ferocious."
"Yeah, I know. I just feel sorry for the tributes from district eleven."
"Yeah I just hope it doesn't come to us having to kill them."